We were both able to vamp in harmony without having to rehearse a song to death. I rolled out of bed and was busy preparing my standard breakfast of ...offee, black and strong, and a cigar, an alleged Monte Christo that was about as real as a ten dollar Rolex. I didn’t hear Rhonda emerge from the sleeping and fucking section of my loft that was hidden behind a curtain strung along a wire stretched between two columns, but that was until this almighty screech pierced my eardrums. ‘What the fuck.’. It seems to be part of this whole thing. But the point is, you can relax. It’s going to be okay. It may be strange for you, but okay. Be yourself. No one is going to do anything to you, unless you ask, and maybe not even then -- it will depend entirely on the person in question. It’s okay to admire Jen’s breasts; she enjoys it even though it embarrasses her a bit, but she enjoys that, too. You can even ask her if you can milk her! She may very well agree, but you might need a bit of help,. Another month went by, and I was actually starting to be able to think about other things again. Not all the time, but sometimes. It was a big improvement. Most of the kids in our school knew who the other kids were, the ones with qualifying CAP scores. Queenie and I both started getting a lot of attention from people hoping to catch on with us, hoping to get a free lift ticket to the stars.Queenie started it, she started going out on dates with different boys. Darryl Cloward was one of them. I. Staff actually outnumbered the boys. There were also female staff .These were the most feared, even though they were not allowed to touch ustheir very presence ,was overpowering and their influence was paramount.The sound of their high heels on the wooden floors and the sight of their sheer nylon stockingswould mean a hard session. The men were bad enough. But the women ran the place they were strict and I would say all sadists.This was my second day in the reformatory. It was 9am I had the.